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I apologize that it has been weeks since I wrote, but life has been busy.  Jackson started school, Alexandria went to work, and I spend my days with Baby Jeremiah.  Grandpa and I take turns feeding him and changing diapers, but it still takes more energy than we have most days.  By 6:00pm we are exhausted but I catch my second win as Jackson gets home so full of life and energy.   

I have an update on Ashley.  She FaceTimed me, and today she brought the kids to Kai’s birthday party.  We are civil, and I make every effort to be positive and simply enjoy my grandchildren.  

I am continuing to lose weight, so I am thrilled about that, and this weekend I trimmed my hair, dyed it back to my natural color, waxed my face, and got a new color for my dip nails.  It has been a year now since I went to a nail or beauty salon.  

I honestly don’t remember the last time I sat in a restaurant and ate a meal.  99% of our meals are made at home, and groceries are brought through grocery pick-up.  

My morning always starts with coffee and the news.  I have learned to navigate Twitter. #trump2020 

Our fun comes from going swimming at Fall Creek Falls or watching the kids play.  I write in my journal every day, but those thoughts are between God and me.  

I love being a grandma, and I don't think about moving away much these days.  

My main struggle right now is finishing the second book.  However, I don’t have much time alone to write.  I have so many unfinished projects but my time is limited.  I spend my nights reporting child abuse, human trafficking, and Sex trafficking online.  I wish I could save every precious life.....it just isn’t possible.  

I recently found a whole group of people like me who work across all social media platforms reporting criminals.  It gives me hope that the flood gates have opened and the monsters are being caught.  

I made the decision to go speak with the Sheriff Department  about everything I went through over the years.  This decision was made after I learned that most sex offenders on average have 50-100 victims in their lifetime.   The guilt I experienced after hearing that gave me courage to move forward.  If I can save one child it is worth it!  

Oh I almost forgot.  I have a new cat Tigger2.0.  I swear he is one of Tigger’s direct offspring.  He even has his attitude.  

Well I am off to bed.  

Much Love 

Tina

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